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Monkey see, Monkey do!

Kowak
Jungle Edge
Asajj stood straight, hands on hips, facing into the thick jungle of Kowak. A wide grin was plastered on her face, as she tried hard not to jump up and down out of excitement. Today she would have her first kill, albeit against an animal, but a kill nonetheless. She'd heard so many stories of Sith who had killed thousands, who were stronger than rancors and faster than podracers. Although, the more she thought about it they may have exaggerated the stories, but that didn't stop them from mesmerizing her. The sound of footsteps behind her caused her to spin around on one foot in a rather extravagant manner, ending in a series of bounces and flailing arms.

"Can we go in now, daddy? Can we kill a monkey?"

She almost screamed in excitement, her gaze flicking between the jungle and her father. It was then that one would notice the object in her left hand, a brown teddy bear with a button replacing one eye. Mr Snuggles flailed about as the girl's arms did, seriously contemplating why his life had come to this.

"So? Hmm? Is it time yet?"


[member="Darth Ferus"]
 
It had been seven years since the day Ferus had killed Minna. Seven long years of raising a child by himself (With the support of some servants and droids), but if there was one thing to be known, the red man loved [member="Asajj"] . The incredibly energetic and loud child was his only joy left in his life, and as she yelled and pranced about, he couldn't help but smile.

"Calm yourself, and remember your training. As a hunt, we're to do this quick and quiet. Discipline is a must." Ever since she could walk the Zabrak had been teaching her the way of his people. The way of the Iridonian. Relish in bloodshed, aggression to the end. But honor and respect those who die. Mercy was an insult, and peace was a lie. Of course, some Sith ideals filtered in, but the two cultures were vastly similar.

"When we go in there you will have to find and kill one yourself. I will be close by of course. Do you have the dagger I gave you?" A small cerimonial dagger. It actually was once one of Minna's short swords when she was still a Yodaling. He had given it to the girl as her fifth birthday gift, a way to remember her mother. If she could. But now, the pair were to walk into the forest and hunt.
 
"Calm yourself, and remember your training. As a hunt, we're to do this quick and quiet. Discipline is a must."

Asajj was always quick, she excelled in speed. Being quiet though? Well that was another matter entirely. However, even through her joking nature, she knew the importance of this day and knew she had to try her best. She wanted to do her parents proud, both of them. One thing during her training in the force that had intrigued her was that when people die they merely pass on, still existing but not in this world. In extreme cases she had heard stories of their spirits appearing visible, yet surely if her mother was capable of doing so, she would have done so already to visit her daughter? Either way, she had always had a feeling her mother was watching over her, and so today was going to be for her.

"Do you have the dagger I gave you?"
"Yup."

The girl nodded and tapped her finger on the hilt of the blade, holstered on the right side of her belt. It had taken her some time to comprehend her mother had not originally been human, but once the process was explained she began to accept it. So far she had come to the conclusion that Sith could do anything, although she didn't really know what Jedi could do. To her, Jedi were just something that people spoke about in a harsh tone, cursing their actions or longing for their blood. Her brief knowledge of the history made their rivalry clear, but she still didn't understand them. But, what was the point? They were obviously far away, and posed no threat to her or her father.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Asajj drew out the dagger, giving it a little spin in her hand before holding it in a backwards grip. She entered the forest with an apprehensive glance at her father, keeping his gaze for a few seconds before turning it to examine the area inside. The trees rose rather high, their leaves blocking out strands of the sunlight. Already she could hear her prey; the distinct sounds of the Kowakian Monkey-Lizard. The girl's eyes narrowed as she peered around, looking out for any sign of movement. She was about to turn to her father again, when suddenly something move above her, maybe a meter or so over her head. It swung to a tree not far away and began climbing. As she looked up to see what it was, she saw the creature she needed. This time she did turn to her father, asking him a question that made her grin with excitement.

"Do I get to climb the trees?"


[member="Darth Ferus"]
 
"Yes, you do. But you must be careful my child. These things, while weak, can still hurt you." His voice was soft, softer to [member="Asajj"] than any other student of the Sith. Of course, this was his daughter. There was little else to expect from Ferus at this point. Slowly he looked around the trees, being sure there was only one target for her to take. Satisfied there was nothing, he looked to his little girl with a smile on his face.

"Now go. Collect your prize my daughter."
 

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